Narcissa smiled at her husband, allowing herself to feel the faint rise that came with blushing. Long ago she'd mastered the art of blushing on command, or not, depending on the compliment paid. Appearing the innocent tonight was definitely in their best interests.
"I know, but things have just not allowed it. I couldn't hold it against you though." Though for her own thoughts, she could have just as easily celebrated his death and the demise of the NAA. She could celebrate anything so long as it was with Lucius.
She accepted the menu with the barest acknowledgment, her attention trapped between her husband and the menu, the host forgotten.